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"
You
are
as
drunk
as
a
lord
!
"
exclaimed
Chichikov
.
"
No
,
no
,
barin
.
Drunk
,
indeed
?
Why
,
I
know
my
manners
too
well
.
A
word
or
two
with
a
friend
--
that
is
all
that
I
have
taken
.
Any
one
may
talk
with
a
decent
man
when
he
meets
him
.
There
is
nothing
wrong
in
that
.
Also
,
we
had
a
snack
together
.
There
is
nothing
wrong
in
a
snack
--
especially
a
snack
with
a
decent
man
.
"
"
What
did
I
say
to
you
when
last
you
got
drunk
?
"
asked
Chichikov
.
"
Have
you
forgotten
what
I
said
then
?
"
"
No
,
no
,
barin
.
HOW
could
I
forget
it
?
I
know
what
is
what
,
and
know
that
it
is
not
right
to
get
drunk
.
All
that
I
have
been
having
is
a
word
or
two
with
a
decent
man
,
for
the
reason
that
--
"
"
Well
,
if
I
lay
the
whip
about
you
,
you
'll
know
then
how
to
talk
to
a
decent
fellow
,
I
'll
warrant
!
"
"
As
you
please
,
barin
,
"
replied
the
complacent
Selifan
.
"
Should
you
whip
me
,
you
will
whip
me
,
and
I
shall
have
nothing
to
complain
of
.
Why
should
you
not
whip
me
if
I
deserve
it
?
'
Tis
for
you
to
do
as
you
like
.
Whippings
are
necessary
sometimes
,
for
a
peasant
often
plays
the
fool
,
and
discipline
ought
to
be
maintained
.
If
I
have
deserved
it
,
beat
me
.
Why
should
you
not
?
"
This
reasoning
seemed
,
at
the
moment
,
irrefutable
,
and
Chichikov
said
nothing
more
.
Fortunately
fate
had
decided
to
take
pity
on
the
pair
,
for
from
afar
their
ears
caught
the
barking
of
a
dog
.
Plucking
up
courage
,
Chichikov
gave
orders
for
the
britchka
to
be
righted
,
and
the
horses
to
be
urged
forward
;
and
since
a
Russian
driver
has
at
least
this
merit
,
that
,
owing
to
a
keen
sense
of
smell
being
able
to
take
the
place
of
eyesight
,
he
can
,
if
necessary
,
drive
at
random
and
yet
reach
a
destination
of
some
sort
,
Selifan
succeeded
,
though
powerless
to
discern
a
single
object
,
in
directing
his
steeds
to
a
country
house
near
by
,
and
that
with
such
a
certainty
of
instinct
that
it
was
not
until
the
shafts
had
collided
with
a
garden
wall
,
and
thereby
made
it
clear
that
to
proceed
another
pace
was
impossible
,
that
he
stopped
.
All
that
Chichikov
could
discern
through
the
thick
veil
of
pouring
rain
was
something
which
resembled
a
verandah
.
So
he
dispatched
Selifan
to
search
for
the
entrance
gates
,
and
that
process
would
have
lasted
indefinitely
had
it
not
been
shortened
by
the
circumstance
that
,
in
Russia
,
the
place
of
a
Swiss
footman
is
frequently
taken
by
watchdogs
;
of
which
animals
a
number
now
proclaimed
the
travellers
'
presence
so
loudly
that
Chichikov
found
himself
forced
to
stop
his
ears
.
Next
,
a
light
gleamed
in
one
of
the
windows
,
and
filtered
in
a
thin
stream
to
the
garden
wall
--
thus
revealing
the
whereabouts
of
the
entrance
gates
;
whereupon
Selifan
fell
to
knocking
at
the
gates
until
the
bolts
of
the
house
door
were
withdrawn
and
there
issued
therefrom
a
figure
clad
in
a
rough
cloak
.
"
Who
is
that
knocking
?
What
have
you
come
for
?
"
shouted
the
hoarse
voice
of
an
elderly
woman
.
